04-14-2010, 03:35 AM
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When I first moved into the dorms at college, someone on my floor got an airsoft gun. Within a few days everyone on the floor was armed to the teeth. You had to have a gun on you at all times because everyone was fair game...always. Eventually we got in trouble with the community director because there were airsoft pellets EVERYWHERE. I was actually pretty glad to see that trend end because I was covered in welts for weeks, haha.
Those were just the cheap plastic spring-loaded kind, though. When my brother moved out to Pittsburgh he got really into the "real deal" airsoft guns. One time when I went up there to visit him he took me out to the place where he went. It was this giant warehouse. About 2/3rds of the first floor was turned into a maze with 2x4 and plywood walls. The rest of the first floor was this big open area with sandbag bunkers. There was a sort of catwalk for the second floor with the warehouse offices in the middle with windows overlooking the first floor. They had deathmatch, team deathmatch, capture the flag, one where you could rescue prisoners from the other team's "jail," a game where they turned out all of the lights and one team had to turn on 5 taplights scattered throughout the warehouse while the other team had to keep them off, etc. We played for hours and hours. He had a full auto glock, an uzi and two different AK-47's. He doesn't do it anymore and I think he sold most of his airsoft guns. It was really fun, though, even if it was really painful.